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WHAT wonder’s this, that there should spring | |
| Streams from a rock to quench a people’s thirst? | |
| What man alive did e’er see such a thing, | |
| That waters out of stone should burst, | |
| Yet rather than with drowth should Israel die, | 5 |
| God by a miracle will them supply. | |
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| What wonder’s this, that from Christ’s side | |
| Water and blood should run to cleanse our sin? | |
| This is that fountain which was opened wide | |
| To purge all our uncleanness in; | 10 |
| But this the greater wonder is by far, | |
| As substances beyond the shadows are. | |
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| Christ is that spiritual Rock from whence | |
| Two sacraments derivèd are to us; | |
| Being the objects of our faith and sense, | 15 |
| Both receive comfort from them thus; | |
| Rather than we should faint our Rock turns Vine, | |
| And stays our thirst with water and with wine. | |
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| But here’s another rock, my heart, | |
| Harder than adamant; yet by and by, | 20 |
| If by a greater Moses struck, ’twill part, | |
| And stream forth tears abundantly. | |
| Strike then this rock, my God, double the blow, | |
| That for my sins, my eyes with tears may flow! | |
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| My sins that pierced thy hands, thy feet, | 25 |
| Thy head, thy heart, and every part of Thee, | |
| And on the cross made life and death to meet, | |
| Death to Thyself, and life to me; | |
| Thy very fall does save; O happy strife, | |
| That struck God dead, but raisèd man to life. | 30 |
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